It took every girl quite some time to get adjusted to the change. Some never quite do. Others adapt much better. Thereare even some, eventually, who t...ke pride in being a Pony!You may not believe that, but it’s true. You can see that pride oozing from them... in their gait, in the toss of ahead ... as they earn the plaudits of onlookers. To gain a Top Honor (no easy matter!) a Pony must not only have good looks, but be a first-class mover and have stamina, she must have that pride as well.A Top. Please! I want to come sir!” She begged. “Spank your cunt 10 times. Then, I will allow you to come.” I said hoarsely. I pushed her knees to the side making sure that the young slut in front of me was totally exposed to my eyes. Her lovely face distorted with dissatisfaction and with the denied lust in her. She slowy raised her hand but I asked to raised it higher and then SPANKED! She spanked her sopping pussy with her small hand. She gasped and hissed while her whole body convulsed. I then. It was quite a mixture that she wore for the self imposed task, the tee shirt and skirt from earlier had been matched with my old Wellington boots, complete with turned down tops, an incongruous mix at the best of times, but she still hadn't restored the skirt to it's normal length and apart from the boots being at least three sizes too large, she was still panty - less and I couldn't really generate much interest in the usual sensational "Soap star had an affair with queen mum's second cousin". It made it easier for her to touch herself without drawing attention. Most of the other girls found ways to discretely masturbate as well. One night, she was thinking about the horses she was riding earlier that day, especially a brown and white spotted male, with an especially large appendage. She masturbated to the thought of the horse fucking her, and inflating her with cum. Afterwards, she was still restless and decided to go to the bathroom, with a quick detour. She sneaked over to the.